One day, TNT was on a walk. The luscious grass swayed in the wind, as he traveled on. He returned home at dusk. He watched a little bit of TV, brushed his teeth, and jumped into bed. Several hours passed by. Something seemed to be stirring out in the street. TNT woke up, and ran out into the cold, damp night. He could see a greenish glow in the distance. TNT ran to find out what was going on.
After about a mile, A cold feeling swept into his body. He couldn't move! That's when it hit him. He thought to himself.
Why can't I move? Of course! Somebody must have possessed me! TNT's body walked slowly to the city. What would happen if I let my body get to the city. I don't like the sound of this... Finally, he was at the glowing spot. Every nerve inside him made him jumpy. Suddenly, he heard a voice. Have you found a victim? Without warning, he said,"Yes, I have." However, TNT was not the one talking. It was his possessed body. Good, get in the plane. I stole it from some pitiful little whatever they are. TNT didn't like the sound of this. It didn't even sound good at all. A few seconds later he was aboard the plane, scared as a ant that was about to be stepped on by a foot. A few seconds later, he regained control. Whatever had him was back in his actual body. The possessor was about 5 feet tall with a strange outfit that made him look a little too abnormal. TNT shouted,"Why you little-" However, TNT lost control again. "Why?" said the mystery man. Because I can't live in my pathetic old body. I feel like less of an incompetent fool in this body. Plus, the paper mache is completely useless. I can barely move in it!
But, at least we have finally found a corpse worthy of my power. Bring it in! The hatch opened. A strong looking guy was strapped to the pedestal. Yes, it's all mine! *the mystery man switches bodies* Now, I can reign on everybody's parade with all the other body snatchers!
TNT said to himself. Bodysnatchers? So that's what he is. A man jumped down the hatch. Take this miserable little child! TNT was pushed out of the airplane. He was falling, no source of a parachute, nothing. How would he be able to survive the fall? He was helpless, just waiting to die. Any second now, he would be dead on the ground. He remembered back to his childhood. He remembered an adult say to TNT, "What is a man? A miserable little pile of secrets!" All TNT could think of was horrible moments of his life. His pain of all the bad experiences of his life came chasing after him. That was it. The ground was right there. Then instant he hit it, all his troubles would be over. He fell smack dab into the ground, dead.
